Ms. Higgins is an instructor at the University of Reykjavík, where she specializes in astronomy, which is rare and mostly found in the Nordic countries, and in Europe after the Middle Ages, astronomy and logic have always been compulsory. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info At the freshman meeting today, she found that a classmate named Dai Wen did not come to report, she tried to contact Dai Wen's family, but strangely, neither her father nor her mother could get in touch with him. Now, she is hesitant to notify the police to report the missing person.

A high-pitched piece of music sounded, which was Higgins's favorite phrase: 'Where you desire, there will be jealousy fire, and the fire of jealousy will pass by, and you will be scarred', which she set to ring on her mobile phone. Higgins glanced at it, it was an unfamiliar number, there were a bunch of prefixes in front of it, it seemed to be a cross-border call, could it be a scam call, Higgins thought so, and then, it was natural to pick it up.

'Hello, Ms. Higgins' was a man's voice, nothing special, speaking in English. The man didn't use a question, he was quite sure who he had called, but it didn't seem like he was familiar with Ms. Higgins.

'Hello, who are you,' Higgins replied.

The other party was silent for a while, and a different voice sounded, saying 'Hello teacher, I'm your student Davin', Higgins was still thinking about him just now, and then he appeared automatically.

Higgins suddenly got a little angry and reproached, 'Davin, why didn't you come to report, and why can't your parents be contacted, you are very irresponsible to do this, you know?'

'I'm sorry, teacher, there's something going on here, it's all a family affair,' Davin's voice was soft, and Higgins thought he had poked him in the sore spot, so he didn't ask any more questions.

'Will you be able to get to school in a week?' Higgins asked

'No problem, teacher,' replied Davin, and Higgins answered and hung up.

The dimly lit and crowded environment with dynamic and trembling music, and the huge multicolored pillars of light swept down the group of young people dancing wildly and raising their hands in all directions, this is the freshman party of Reykjavík University, which of course has no such tradition, but each year has a different organizer. In such an environment, everyone can fully experience the catharsis of desire and joy, and it also puts a wonderful label on the word 'university'.

If you go to this party, you will not only be attracted to the many sexy, voluptuous flesh, but also focus on a surprising person. The man stood in the middle of the circular dance floor, not above the line of sight, the man was naked, surrounded by flames, his skin was very fair, untouched by the heat and color of the flames, and with him was a gaudy and tall wavy girl who had no shelter. The innermost circle of onlookers kept pouring the cold beer they had prepared into a large water gun and then sprayed it at the two on the dance floor. The man figured out a large circle with his arms, and with his broad arms, and the dark red flames that swayed and rose around him, he did not move at all. The woman is different, the cold beer with a certain amount of pressure, the blow on the body, the cold and labor pain go deep into the bone marrow, she constantly changes the posture and angle to avoid the impact, seeking the protection of the man, it should be a very embarrassing scene, but for some reason it looks like a woman deliberately performed, with a unique beauty, like a trendy dance. The cheers, shouts, laughter and scolding were endless, deafening, and for a moment it seemed that everything was chaotic and mixed.

The party lasted until the next morning, and the venue was silent, and there was not a single sound to be heard, except for the unique snoring that seemed to belong here at all, and it was out of place here. Most of the people who played crazy last night fell asleep, all kinds of unknown liquid scattered all over the ground, if it weren't for those snoring, it would really be considered a collective massacre scene, and the man surrounded by flames seemed to have not slept all night, casually found a knee-high trench coat to put on, and walked out as if no one was around. He walked all the way to a building that was not only large in size, but also gray and red, and as soon as he entered, he was stopped by the security guard, the 'name' security guard asked, and the man looked at the security guard, but his eyes were completely covered by dark red hair.